Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
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The thing I’ve been worrying about still happened in the end.
In the guest room, Roel listened to Charlotte’s story with a heavy heart.
He had considered many possibilities regarding what could have happened to Charlotte. He suspected that it might have something to do with Bruce’s mysterious affliction, but the situation was worse than he had expected.
The one who was ailing wasn’t Bruce but Charlotte.
His mind went blank the moment he heard about it from Charlotte. His ears buzzed as if they couldn’t accept what they had just heard. This was a huge shock to him, especially since he knew that the affliction was currently incurable.
The Rosa Merchant Confederacy had paid astronomical sums to engage the services of the church’s bishops and renowned scholars, but none was able to make sense of Bruce’s affliction. All the wealth and connections, but Bruce was still helpless before the affliction.
That was how scary it was.
Charlotte’s situation was only going to be worse. The Soulcalming Lamp that had run out of oil wouldn’t be potent enough to simultaneously suppress both of their afflictions.
Roel despaired at the cruel reality, but he quickly snapped out of it and pulled himself together. He couldn’t be weak, not at a time like this.
Looking into Charlotte’s eyes, he saw her dilemma. She didn’t want to part with him, but she was also hoping that he would leave so that she wouldn’t infect him with her affliction. Seeing that, he rose to his feet and walked up to her.
“D-darling? What are you going to do? Wait, no, you can’t…”
In spite of Charlotte’s flustered refusal, Roel approached her and sealed her lips. She initially tried to push him back, but she soon succumbed to the emotions she had suppressed for the longest of time.
Her body gradually relaxed as their kiss deepened, leaving no room for anything other than intermittent gasps of air between them. It felt like a long time before the two of them parted lips with heavy pants.
“Darling, y-you can’t. If you catch the affliction as well…”
“You would have caugh
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